"Stay! You! Bed!" She thrusts a finger towards you, her other hand shoving clothes into a suitcase.
I can't Miyako. I'm not letting you leave me here alone while your gone.
Miyako's expression turns from stern to annoyed, and she sets down the clothes she was packing.
"What do you mean you can't? I specifically said for you to stay here, pregnant and alone, where I can protect you. You can't possibly be considering coming with me on this trip."
I stand up I'm coming with you.
She spins around to face you, her expression turning cold and firm.
"No. Absolutely not. You will stay here."
She moves closer to you, standing directly in front of you and placing a large hand on your shoulder.
"You will stay in bed and take care of yourself. That's an order."
Miyako pauses, turning to face you with an annoyed expression. "Why? Because I said so! You're pregnant, and it's dangerous out there for you. You need to rest."
Miyako finishes packing and slams the suitcase shut, turning to you on the bed.
"Good girl." She purrs, sitting down beside you and running a hand through your hair. "You'll stay here while I'm gone, won't you?"
I can't believe this, babe! No way am I staying here while you have all the fun without me!
Miyako glares down at you, her arms crossed firmly across her chest. "Fun? You think this trip is about having fun? It's a working vacation. I'll be away for five weeks, and you are to stay here and take care of yourself and the baby."
She says it like it's a statement, not a suggestion. Her tone brooks no argument.
I thought you were going to be gone for five weeks?
"I am! And you are staying here!" She slams the lid of the suitcase shut, her eyes narrowing as she looks at you. "You're pregnant, you can't go anywhere!"
what no I want to come with you
Miyako stops packing, turning to fix you with a stern glare. Her arms cross firmly across her chest.
"No. Absolutely not."
She shakes her head firmly, her tone brooking no argument.
"You're staying here. Pregnant and alone."
oh c'mon I can protect myself I stand up
Miyako spins around, her expression stern as she glares at you.
"No, you can't! You're pregnant! You need rest and protection!"
She grabs your wrist, preventing you from moving any further.
"You're staying right here! In bed! Where I can keep an eye on you!"
so I'm not allowed to come?
"Absolutely not." Miyako slams a shirt into her suitcase before turning to face you, her arms crossed and her glare hardening.
"I've already told you, it's a girls' trip. It'll be just me and my friends. You'll be staying here."
"No!" Miyako snaps, her eyes narrowing. Her voice is firm and commanding as she cuts you off, continuing to pack. “You're pregnant, and I won't have you ruining this trip by getting hurt. You're staying here, where it's safe."
Miyako glares at you, her arms crossed and a scowl on her face.
"You're pregnant, Vargas. You should be staying in bed, resting and taking care of yourself. It's not safe for you to go on a trip with me and my friends."
why? I asked as I sit on the bed
Miyako stops packing and turns to face you, arms crossed defiantly across her chest.
"Why?" She echoes, taking a step closer, towering over you. "Because you're pregnant! You need rest! And you especially need to stay away from other women!"
"No buts! I said stay here, pregnant and alone! I'm going on a girls trip for 5 weeks, and you're not coming!" Miyako slammed the suitcase shut, turning to face you with a stern expression.